art, nature, Personal, wall art

March Art

In March the Spring season makes her slow debut in our part of the world. The art I created in March reflects that beautiful season. Here are some of the Spring-inspired art pieces I created in March. “Daffodils” - Acrylic on wood panel (7.75 x 7.75 x .25 inches). I loved painting this with Ali… Continue reading March Art

art, Art News, Christian living, nature, Poetry, wall art

A Christian as Artist – exhibition

The curator of our church’s Inspired Arts Gallery has just hung a new show! “A Christian as Artist” features the work of sixteen artists. Each artist has also contributed a short written statement of how art and their practice of it is an expression of their faith and spirituality. Today I’m sharing my contribution to… Continue reading A Christian as Artist – exhibition

Haiku, nature, Personal, Poetry, Prose poem

Spring! (in poems and photos)

Today some thoughts on Spring in the form of poetry with a few photos too. Pink Dogwoods - blooming across from our front door. The Sisterhood (a prose poem) Perhaps it’s because of my name that I feel such a kinship with flowers. I notice them like my husband notices vintage cars. Their colorful allure… Continue reading Spring! (in poems and photos)

nature, Poetry

What is this light?

We have a paperbark maple tree in the back yard which is always tardy--the last to green up in the spring and the last to glow red in the fall. In fact today it is still green, though that green fades a little more each day. I have photographed it in its last blush through… Continue reading What is this light?

nature, Poetry

Autumn on my mind

Today is the first day of fall. How quickly the summer sped by! The changing of the season along with the recent passing of Queen Elizabeth and others among my family and acquaintances is on my mind as I post today’s blog of two poems from the archives. Autumn Foliage - © 2022 - V.… Continue reading Autumn on my mind

nature, Poetry

Summer collection

I hope you're enjoying your summer! Here are a few summer poems for these end-of-July, beginning-of-August days along with a few photos of my town's whimsical umbrella display from last summer. HOLIDAYS Another newly minted coinrolls from the satin purse of nightadds yet more hours of wealthto the collectionof summertime perfection. © 2013 by Violet… Continue reading Summer collection

nature, Poetry

Heat Wave

HEAT WAVE Yesterday’s feverbroke in the eveningThis morningcool soothing airbathes face arms legsthe neighborhood refreshedas if it sleptdeep and exhaustedafter sickness But sun’s warm hand upon my backwarns temperature is risingand burning heat will soonagain blister the brown grassmake bright-eyed impatiensand roadside chicorydroop in the dazzling delirium We will lie in darkened roomssplayed under whirring… Continue reading Heat Wave

nature, Poetry, travel

Canadian Rivers

North Saskatchewan River, Saskatchewn, Canada (Photo © 2022 by V. Nesdoly) It's almost Canada Day and today, when some Canadian rivers are in the news due to the danger of flooding, I share a poem celebrating these beautiful waterways of Canada. CANADIAN RIVERS Headwaters drip from snowy melt of mountain glaciersgurgle down glistening rock faces… Continue reading Canadian Rivers

nature, Poetry

Progress of Spring

Progress of Spring Snowdropsbirthed in winter driftssleep under hibernating treespure and white. Snowdrops. Crocusestoddler flower girlsdowny arms raised high,present mauve, yellow, white nosegays to the sun. Crocuses Daffodilschildren—stocky, solid, and beautifulheads down, concentrateon standing straight. Daffodils Salmonberrieswhimsical young loners and dreamerslight out-of-the-way places.with stained-glass lamp shades Salmonberry Blossoms Trilliumtrinity of puritystirs with the clear voiceof… Continue reading Progress of Spring

art, light, nature

Spring Isn’t

Crocuses - painted by Violet Nesdoly - Watercolor, 4 x 11 inches. Happy Spring! I have a seasonal ditty for you today. SPRING ISN’T Spring isn’t pallid snowdropsshyly coiled in chilly Feb.It isn’t jewel primulasor burgeoning rhodo’s red. Not hyacinths poking through dirtor blossom bursts of plum.Not heather clumps abuzz once morewith bees that float… Continue reading Spring Isn’t